The previous generation of Shaolin Temple's "Kong" generation had not appeared in the eyes of the pugilistic world for a very long time, at least for a few decades.
Although the crowd did not know how strong Kong Jian was, judging from the power of his attacks and his identity as a member of Shaolin Temple, it was obvious that he was not weak.
However, Su Xin frowned. He was very sensitive to battles. In his opinion, Kong Jian's attacks were a little out of practice.
Most martial artists who cultivated in seclusion only cultivated their own realm. Very few of them went into seclusion to practice martial techniques. Therefore, it was inevitable that they would feel a little out of practice after a long period of seclusion.
However, the True Martial Realm expert from the Zhou Kingdom, Zhao Wunian, 'Heavenly Lord Primordial Dou', was different. While he was cultivating in seclusion, he would constantly play out the battle scenes in his mind. The purpose of this was to prevent his combat strength from dropping too much.
Of course, there were very few martial artists who would do this. After all, for most martial artists who were ready to cultivate in seclusion, cultivation realm was the most important thing.
Kong Jian was like this. Therefore, his attacks felt very out of practice, and his movements were a little slow.
The other Harmonious Soul Realm martial artists did not have Su Xin's keen eyesight and combat experience. Therefore, they could not sense anything.
However, some of the Yang God Realm existences present could see through it. They all frowned.
In a battle between martial artists of the same realm, the slightest mistake could lead to a huge loss. If one made a mistake, the other party could seize the opportunity.
Obviously, the Paragon Master of Great Strength had seized this opportunity.
Before Kong Jian's Buddha beads could fall, the Paragon Master of Great Strength suddenly opened his mouth and chanted a mantra. In an instant, Buddhist light bloomed. A strange syllable came out of the Paragon Master of Great Strength's mouth. It was like a thunderclap. In an instant, the Buddha beads, which were made of materials comparable to heavenly weapons, were directly shattered!
The Paragon Master of Great Strength kept chanting mantras. It was as if his words were law. Not only did it directly dissolve the power of Kong Jian's Great Dragon Catcher Hand, but it also dispersed the world's origin energy around him, forming a vacuum around him!
Ji Xuanyuan sighed and said, "I didn't expect the cultivation of the Great Strength Mantra to be so powerful. It's even comparable to the Yangshen realm experts of the Buddhism Zhenyan Sect."
The Supreme Master of Great Strength was from the Vajra Temple of Tantric Buddhism. The Vajra Temple specialized in body refinement mystic arts. Now that he had cultivated the power of truth to such an extent, one could only imagine how terrifying his true strength was.
As the Paragon Master's palm descended, it was as though the heavens were collapsing. An incomparably terrifying power exuded a frightening fluctuation. As the palm descended, a Buddha figure appeared behind the Paragon Master and an ethereal voice rang out.
"That's what I heard!"
Kong Jian shouted. His body was also surrounded by the Buddha's Light. He punched out with a myriad of changes. This was one of the most basic fist techniques of the Shaolin Temple — the Arhat Fist.
However, even though it was only the Arhat Fist, Kong Jian was able to use it in countless variations. There were even shadows of Arhats looming within it. It was obvious that Kong Jian had cultivated this basic fist technique to the level of Godhood, reaching the essence of martial arts. It was extremely terrifying.
Although there were strong and weak Yangshen realm experts, there was no exception. Those who could break through to the Yangshen realm were not ordinary people.
For example, Cen Weizhuang of Qingcheng sword school, whom Su Xin had killed before. In fact, his strength was considered relatively weak among the many Yangshen realm experts that Su Xin had seen.
But even the weaker Cen Weizhuang had created his own Four Spirits Dao Sword that combined the powers of earth, wind, water, and fire. It was able to create and destroy worlds, and its power was just as terrifying.
Now, Kong Jian was the same. Although he was not famous in the Shaolin Temple and was unknown even when the Kong generation was in power in the Shaolin Temple, the power of his attacks was astonishing. Moreover, he was able to use the Arhat Fist, the basic fist technique of the Shaolin Temple, which even Houtian warriors were unwilling to cultivate, to such an extent. This was already amazing.
However, the Paragon Master's palm was able to break through technique with brute force. The power of the Arhat Fist was completely dissipated. As the palm fell, the void was destroyed. Kong Jian was directly blasted out of the martial arts arena. The scene was exactly the same as when Xuan Ming blasted Master Wu Jingyi into the ground.
Everyone couldn't help but grin. This was revenge, naked revenge.
No matter what, the Paragon Master was an expert in the Yangshen realm. No one had expected him to be so vengeful that he would immediately return the loss he had just suffered.
However, the corners of Lin Zongyue's mouth twitched as he watched the battle from the sidelines. He now somewhat regretted lending the martial arts arena to them to fight.
This was a martial arts arena that the military had spent a lot of money to build. In the end, there was a huge pit in this battle. If this happened a few more times, wouldn't the martial arts arena be destroyed?
If he had known this would happen, he would have driven them out of the city to fight. Anyway, the arena was big enough for them to fight to the death.
At this moment, in the martial arts arena, Kong Jian struggled to get up from the pit after being hit by the Paragon Master's palm. However, he was now seriously injured.
He wanted to continue fighting, but Xuan Ming said with a gloomy expression, "We have lost this battle."
The Paragon Master did not continue fighting.
Just now, when Xuan Ming wanted to kill Kong Jian, Ji Xuanyuan had stepped forward to stop him. If he wanted to kill Kong Jian now, the imperial court would probably not allow it.
Shengjing City had its own rules, and Su Xin had his own plans for Su Xin.
I don't care if you fight to the death in the outside world, but I can't do that in Shengjing City.
Moreover, if you fight to the death, who would Su Xin ask for the Indestructible Golden Body technique?
The Paragon Master won the second battle, and it was a very easy victory. This made the people of Esoteric Buddhism heave a sigh of relief. Finally, the difference was not too big.
On the other hand, Kong Jian, who was at the Shaolin Temple, had a gloomy expression on his face.
No matter what, his defeat at the hands of the Great Force Exalted Master was due to his lack of strength.
Although the people at the Shaolin Temple would not say anything, it was easy to imagine what the people of Jianghu would say about him.
A warrior in the Yang Spirit Realm like him cared about his reputation, especially after he had been cultivating in seclusion for such a long time. If he was defeated by someone from the Esoteric Sect as soon as he came out of seclusion, it was estimated that some people would even say that his 100 years of cultivation had been wasted.
At the thought of this, Kong Jian spat out another mouthful of blood. This was because he was so angry.
Xuan Ming did not care about him and went on to draw lots for the third time.
A defeat was a defeat. There was nothing much to say about it.
This time, the Shaolin Temple's' Glaring Vajra 'Kong Xing would fight against the Vajra Zang Guru of Buddhism.
The battle between the two of them was not worth watching. The reason for that was because both of them cultivated cultivation techniques that specialized in the defense of their bodies.
Kong Xing cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Technique. Although he had not reached the Indestructible Golden Body realm, he had achieved great success in it. His defensive power was amazing, but his offensive power was not that great.
As for the Vajra Zang Guru of Buddhism, there was no need to say much. One could tell what kind of technique he cultivated just by listening to his title.
Compared to the previous two people's battles, which were straightforward and efficient, these two people's battles were simply dull and boring.
Because both sides were existences with astonishing defensive power, and their strength was a notch lower than their defensive power, the battle directly became a stalemate.
In the previous two battles, they had not even used 15 minutes, but this time, they had fought for half an hour, so much so that Su Xin and the others were getting a little impatient.
However, the final result of this battle was somewhat unexpected. When both sides were unable to do anything to each other, the Vajra Zang Guru of Buddhism suddenly burned his blood essence and directly began to fight with his life on the line!
This was something that no one had expected. Burning one's blood essence was a method that hurt one's enemy by a thousand and oneself by eight hundred, except in a battle of life and death.
This was especially true for high-level warriors, because the power they obtained after burning their blood essence was very powerful, but at the same time, it would take them a long time to recuperate.
When the Vajra Zang Guru burned his blood essence, Kong Xing hesitated for a moment.
Although he had not reached the age of old age, he was already close to the end of his life.
For a warrior of his age, his Qi and blood were no longer growing, and there was even a slight weakening.
If he burned his blood essence at this time, it would cause irreparable damage to his body.
Therefore, at this moment, Kong Xing hesitated.
However, he hesitated for a moment and completely lost the initiative. Now, it was too late to burn his blood essence.
Under the attack of the Vajra Zang Guru who burned his blood essence in exchange for great power, Kong Xing was directly seriously injured. In the best of three, Shaolin Temple had completely lost this battle.
Xuan Ming's face was gloomy. Their Shaolin Temple had lost, and they had lost completely.
In fact, they had not lost in terms of strength, but in terms of mentality.
In terms of mentality, Shaolin Temple did not take Esoteric Buddhism seriously, thinking that the other party was only so-so.
After all, Esoteric Buddhism had been defeated by Shaolin Temple in the past, and could only hide in the Western Frontier to struggle at death's door.
Now, although Shaolin Temple's vitality had not been greatly damaged for a long time, and they were surrounded by enemies on all sides, at least it was better than Esoteric Buddhism hiding in that bitter cold place for thousands of years.
It could be said that even Xuan Ming himself thought that it was normal for them to win this bet, and that it was unforgivable for them to lose.
In the end, with this mentality in mind, they still lost the battle in the end.
In particular, they did not get the Buddha bone relic, and in the end, they lost the inherited cultivation method of Vajra Indestructible Divine Power. At the thought of this, Xuan Ming felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
Even so, Xuan Ming did not say a word. He directly turned around and left with his people.
At this time, it was meaningless to say anything. Su Xin would not return the cultivation method to them, and Esoteric Buddhism would not leave the Central Plains.
Moreover, as an expert in the Yang Spirit Realm, Xuan Ming did not say harsh words like "you will definitely regret it in the future", because it was meaningless, and saying such things was too degrading.
The battle of orthodoxy could not be decided in one or two gambling fights. The real battle was still to come.
The same was true for Su Xin. Shaolin Temple would not allow their inherited cultivation method to fall into the hands of others forever.
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